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... day, Ling Yihan, Hu Qingyang, and the members of the Ming Cult gathered by the Cold Jade Pool on the shaded side of Bright Peak.
The north wind howled fiercely, and just standing by the edge, they felt the chilling cold sink into their bones.
Those with less internal strength could barely stand the cold.
The pool’s surface had frozen over with a thick layer of ice, its depths invisible beneath the layer.
Han Qianye looked at Ling Yihan and said coldly,
“Yo ...
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